I was having little luck until I found a notice behind several other notes on a board by the student union. It must have been covered over for weeks. ...t had all its little hanging tags still intact. That meant that probably no one had applied to join this person as a roommate. It was worth a shot. I called the number on my cell phone and a girl answered. She sounded surprised and slightly relieved to hear from me, or anyone I would guess. We made an appointment I guess you would call it. Anyway. We came to halt outside my house. He paid the driver; ever the gentleman, though I was hoping that would be his only act of gentleness from now on.I strode to the door, fiddling with my bag and trying to fish out the keys from all the crap I kept in it. His hand went quickly up my skirt to cup my bottom, a condom fluttered its way to the floor reasserting the fact that we wouldn’t be needing them tonight.I opened and stepped through the door, his fingers brushing through my thighs and stroking. ’ She pictured herself in front of the class, writing that phrase on the blackboard, then turning around to show them that it was in fact still on her chin. She giggled, and he laughed with her.He reached down and pulled up his pants, beginning to zip and fasten them, tucking his cock carefully away. She wondered, with a sinking feeling, if that was all. Whether now they were just going to go their separate ways. After he had finished tidying himself up, he reached into the pocket of his. Finally, after what seemed like minutes of making out, the two women parted lips, panting heavily.Getting the slightest bit of reason back, Heather knew she should stop, knew her previous fears were unfounded. But as she looked into Marcy's eyes, she could see her own lust being returned. The redhead smiled seductively at her, telling her all she needed to know: she wanted more.Heather grabbed the secretary's blouse and yanked it open, revealing a sexy black lace bra underneath. WIth another.